Where I See Myself

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“I want to write. I want to write stories that make people feel less alone than I did. I want to make people laugh about the things in life that are painful. That’s what I want to do.” –Hannah, Girls

I am finally finishing Girls, one of my favorite TV shows.  Over the past couple of years I’ve been absorbed in my own life, without HBO (until now) or television in general.  However, it’s a good thing I am finishing the series when I am, because the synchronicities between Hannah Horvath and myself are out of control.

Not only is she an only child from Michigan like me, she moved to New York City with the dream of becoming a writer.  She got herself into ridiculous situations, met a plethora of crazy characters, and even was published in the Modern Love section of the New York Times- yet another goal of mine.

When asked where she wanted to be in three to five years by author Chuck Palmer (who stated how much he loves Traverse City, my hometown), she told him she wanted to write.

The vulnerability of writing is powerful, healing, and helpful to others- and like Hannah, I want to write to make people not feel so alone, too.

I’ve never been good at “jobs;” as a creative person, I’ve struggled in office environments.  I’ve had creative differences with people I have worked for.  I have had a vision, a dream, and a wild streak- something that employers generally don’t value or understand.

Freelance writing is something I am looking to do full-time, yet working on my book is my top priority right now.  In addition to writing two Modern Love stories, I have an outline for a fictional, yet semi-autobiographical book based on my life in New York City and beyond.

We will see where my path leads, but I know who I am, and I know what I am good at.  I know my dreams and goals, and in this chapter, I won’t let sitting at someone else’s desk get in my way.

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One Step at a Time

Setting goals for ourselves is an important part of life.  There are so many things we dream of- from an early age our parents encourage us to study hard, succeed in a sport or hobby, and get into a good college.  None of those things happen magically, though; we must take steps.

Over the years I have gotten discouraged when I didn’t meet my goals fast enough or see results immediately.  I’ve compared myself to others around me, only to question how well I was doing: but comparison is the thief of joy.  We each have our own path, and everything happens for a reason.  Life will never pan out the way we think it will- the Universe likes to surprise us (and that’s the fun part!).

As I have gotten older I have started to enjoy the journey and stop focusing on the finish line- after all, isn’t life about the little moments?

I’m currently working on a book and hope to become a full-time writer by the end of the year.  Writing has been a shining light in my life, and connecting with others gives me great joy and a sense of purpose.  Last summer I started reaching out to publishing agents, editors, and other bloggers to connect with to share my work.  I made a few connections, but it wasn’t exactly what I was hoping for.  That’s because it wasn’t time yet.

I have to remember to have faith and continue to take one step at a time.  I know the Universe and God have a plan for me- but they’re not ready to uncover it.  I still have pages to write and a journey to walk.

By writing a little each day, sending my work out to other websites, and engaging in personal development, I’m setting myself up for each next step.  It’s important to remember to celebrate each and every victory- no matter how big or small!  For example, it was exciting to hear from Thought Catalog last January after I wrote a post on minimalism– they emailed me out of nowhere and asked to use my work!  I’ve been writing for them ever since, and have recently starting contributing to Elephant Journal, too.

It’s easy to get impatient.  I’ve given up, backtracked, or gotten depressed when things didn’t go exactly as planned.  I’ve changed courses only to find myself going right back to what my heart was originally telling me.  Your heart will always guide you in the right direction.

Your goals, hopes, and dreams will happen when they’re supposed to happen; so don’t get discouraged.  Each day counts.  Make a list, chip away a little bit, and try your best.  Even when you’re feeling down (like I was), your faith will make you stronger- set your intention, believe, and keep going.

Even when the steps seem difficult to take, remember: they count.  Each and every step adds up to something bigger.

Keep climbing and believing in yourself; the world will believe in you too.